Gongsun Thirteen Niang is no longer young.

But when her sword dance started, it still amazed everyone.

Every movement of hers looks more and more like a cloud of water, the more happy, and the more comfortable it is to watch.

When she began to dance the sword, everyone suddenly forgot her age, forgot the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, and forgot that she was no longer beautiful.

All you see is her sword.

Everyone was amazed, and Qin Tian was also a little shocked after standing next to him and seeing this.

"The grandson of the thirteenth mother back then, I don't know what kind of demeanor it was."

Qin Tian couldn't help but say, he suddenly regretted that he was born late, otherwise if he saw Gongsun Thirteen Niang dancing the sword when he was young, it would be a different situation.

The ninth princess sat next to her, and when she heard Qin Tian praising Gongsun Thirteen Niang, she couldn't help but roll her eyes and pinched his thigh.

"Oops......"

Qin Tian screamed in pain, which immediately attracted the attention of the people next to him, Qin Tian was a little embarrassed, but the ninth princess seemed to be nothing, Qin Tian here, he wanted to die.

This ninth princess, as for eating the vinegar of Gongsun Thirteen Niang?

This vinegar jar is even more powerful than Tang Rong's.

Fortunately, the show was very exciting, and the people next to him just glanced at it, and then continued to watch.

After Gongsun Thirteen Niang finished dancing, his apprentice Xu Twenty Niang walked up.

After she walked up, Li Yuan's eyes suddenly widened, and then he rubbed it again: "This girl is very similar to Gongsun Thirteen Niang when she was young. ”

Li Yuan said, suddenly excited.

Maybe for a person like him, nostalgia is fake, and it is true to want to find the feeling of the year, and the grandson of Thirteen Niang back then should be like Xu Twenty Niang.

At this time, not only Li Yuan stared at Xu Twenty Niang on the stage with wide eyes, but also those audience below, as if they were unwilling to miss any action, more serious than when they watched Gongsun Thirteen Niang just now.

Qin Tian here, although he also wanted to be serious, but as soon as he got to the ninth princess next to him, he could only give up and pretend to look at it very casually.

Xu Twenty Niang was performing on the stage, and the whole scene was suddenly quiet, and many people didn't even dare to come out, for fear of disturbing Xu Twenty Niang on the stage, Li Shimin here, nodding incessantly.

But at this time, Gao Shilian, who was a national relative, suddenly said: "Saint, this kind of sword dance is really rare, why don't you let the Marquis of Qin write a poem and echo it?" ”

Gao Shilian saw the situation of the ninth princess pinching Qin Tian just now, he quickly understood what was going on, thinking, if Qin Tian wrote a poem for Xu Twenty Niang, then after going back, the ninth princess must not abuse Qin Tian well?

Although it was just a bad taste, but thinking of Qin Tian being abused in the mansion, he couldn't help but feel a burst of refreshment in his heart.

After Li Shimin heard Gao Shilian's words, he was stunned for a moment, and then felt that it seemed to be not bad, so he nodded: "Qin Aiqing, you can write a poem." ”

Anyway, regardless of whether Qin Tian agrees or not, he immediately ordered someone to bring pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

Qin Tian glanced at the Ninth Princess, the Ninth Princess's face was very calm, and she couldn't see joy, anger and sorrow, but in Qin Tian's heart, it was cool and cool, and after going back, I was afraid that this day would not be easy.

He glared at Gao Shilian, but at this time, Gao Shilian raised his head proudly.

It seems that this matter has nothing to do with him.

The pen, ink, paper and inkstone were quickly taken over, Qin Tian was helpless, got up, and after thinking for a while, he immediately groaned and wrote:

In the past, there was a beautiful woman Gongsun, and a sword dance moved in all directions.

The spectators are depressed like mountains, and the heavens and the earth are low for a long time.

Huo Ruyi shot nine sunsets, like a group of emperors and dragons.

Come like thunder to restrain anger, and let it be like the river and sea condensing the light.

The lips and beads are lonely, and there are disciples who pass on the fragrance in the evening.

The beauty of Linying is in the White Emperor, and the wonderful dance of this song is promising.

There is both a question and answer with Yu, and the feeling of soothing things increases sadness.

There were 8,000 maids of the first emperor, and Gongsun was the first in the sword.

Qin Tian was writing and chanting at the same time, Li Shimin and the others were still watching the sword dance, and after hearing Qin Tian's poem, they suddenly felt that this poem was well written, and they wrote about the grand occasion of Gongsun Sanniang back then, and also wrote about the situation of Xu Twentyniang, a disciple now.

Moreover, the sword dance is also very vividly written.

However, just when everyone was thinking like this in their hearts, a voice suddenly came from behind: "Good words, good words, dragon flying and phoenix dance, all in one go, no less than Wang Xizhi's Lanting collection preface back then, and even, even more than that." ”

This is Chu Suiliang's voice, when everyone heard Chu Suiliang say this, they couldn't help but arouse their curiosity, and hurriedly turned around to look, and then they saw the poem written by Qin Tian.

However, at first glance, everyone pays attention not to the poem, but to the words.

It was a kind of wild grass, and it was shocking, every stroke was like a cloud of water in the same boat, as if it was done in one go, without the slightest drag.

This wild grass is really no worse than Wang Xizhi's "Lanting Collection Preface" back then.

Li Shimin is also a master of calligraphy, but he doesn't like cursive very much, but after seeing Qin Tian's pair of characters today, he likes it.

"Okay, okay, put this painting away, let someone frame it, and hang it in my imperial study."

Li Shimin, who is very shameless, immediately took it for himself when he saw a good thing, and it was obvious that he wanted to collect this character.

After the others saw this, they couldn't help but pout, feeling a little unhappy, but whoever asked Li Shimin to speak first, they can't want it now, they can only wait for tomorrow to go to Qinhou Mansion and let Qin Tian write a wild grass.

Of course, maybe it's not as good as tonight, but it won't be too bad.

Wang Xizhi has written a lot of words, but why "Lanting Collection Preface" is the most famous is naturally related to the environment and state when this word was written.

Maybe when you look at a calligrapher's character, it may not be much different, but if it's a single character, it's very particular.

"Sword Weapon Xing" was taken by the palace people, Qin Tian secretly smiled bitterly, and after saying a few more words to everyone, he finally sat down next to the ninth princess and Tang Rong and continued to watch the show, the ninth princess gave him a blank look, and he didn't know whether he was angry or not.

But at this time, she didn't have time to care about this, because now, with the end of Xu Twentyniang, Mr. Xiao is finally going to take the stage.

His ventriloquist is amazing, who wouldn't want to hear it?

The ninth princess also wanted to hear it, and what she was looking forward to most when she came today was Mr. Xiao's ventriloquism.

On the stage, someone soon set up a curtain with four-sided cloth, and then, Mr. Xiao bowed his hand to everyone and sat in, which is what they are accustomed to ventriloquism.

Because if you don't, you lose your sense of mystery, and naturally, it's hard to make people feel magical.

(End of chapter)